1. Oh, living flame of love that tenderly wounds my soul's deepest core, since you no longer oppress me, perfect me now if it be thy will; break the web of this sweet encounter.
2. Oh, sweet burn! Oh, delectable wound! Oh, soft hand! Oh, delicate touch of eternal life that savors union and pays every debt!
3. Oh, lamps of fire in whose splendors the deep caverns of sense which were dark and blind, with strange brightness bring heat and light together to their Beloved!
4. How gently and lovingly you awake in my bosom where you dwell secretly and alone! And in your sweet breathing, full of blessing and glory, how delicately you inspire my love!
abridged and edited by John Rubens from the translated and edited 1962 paperback edition of Living Flame of Love, E. Allison Peers of St. John of the Cross's last and shortest of his three published works. He was of Castilia, near Granada and Madrid?
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